Cindy, I just read the Christopher story, and am trying to remember why I had a child.

Hee. Of course Raq, last night at supper, every time I looked at him, I got choked all choked up, because he's evil. Clearly.

Oh my word, Jars. I had to call my husband and show him that story. Oh my oh my oh my.

The pie sounds more my cup of tea than the diss research, but good luck on both. What's the topic of your dissertation? You're in archaeology, yes?

So, it's supposed to thunderstorm today. How should I best prepare for the graduation? Bring a change of clothes for everyone in a plastic bag? Bring towels to sit on the wet chairs? What else should I do?

Oh my word, Jars. I had to call my husband and show him that story. Oh my oh my oh my.

I think that one's more a 'oh how will we stop laughing to sort this out' than a 'please don't have just damaged yourself irrepairably' story, but there are parallels, nonetheless.

Arcaheology, yup. I'm analysing archaeobotanical material from a medieval well found in Sheffield last year. So there'll be a couple of months of lab work, looking at the pollen and the macro-plant stuff, and then a couple of months of writing it up as a project report. Well, that's the plan, anyway.

Yay for the good interview!

Belated waves to Andi and Sail - I posted and ran last night. And I'm about to do it again, but... good timelies to all.

Dude. Jars, that is so freaking cool.

I'm supposed to be on the shuttle from the embassy to the embassy garage, where my car is ready. Except I'm not, because even though I stood at the shuttle lot for 45 minutes, no shuttles left. So I called the dispatcher to be told that they had left on time, they just hadn't checked the lot. I said, "But I called you an hour before to ask when the shuttle left! You didn't tell me I had to make reservations!"

So now I'm hanging around to catch the next shuttle, which means I won't be driving home until 6:00, so I'll be stuck in rush hour traffic and who knows when I'll *get* home. And I won't be able to go to the store tonight, so we still have no food.

Sometimes the combination of this stupid embassy and this city just makes me want to cry. Not getting to sleep until 4:00 due to howling baby doesn't help.

P-C, thanks! Very cool.

Oh dear Raq. The gods of hassle-free logistics have not been smiling on you lately. Someone needs to sic Cthulhu on them.

The not being able to get to the shop seems like a jolly good reason to treat yourself to dinner out, or at least to some nice unhealthy take-away.

This week has indeed been of the suck. I suppose it's karma since I had a great trip to the States, but I still like your Cthulhu idea.

vw- I just worked at a soaking we graduation. Bring towels and plastic bags for the chairs. Wipe the chair, put the bag down, then a non-wet towel, then sit. Bring umbrellas and raincoats. Bring a change of clothes, especially shoes/socks.

Amiée, I've got my work~ma vibes focused on LA. Hope it helps!

He stuck some chewing gum under his foreskin. And it got stuck.

Gah!

I'm analysing archaeobotanical material from a medieval well found in Sheffield last year.

That sounds so cool.

(Also, so cool that you're studying something you can actually explain to people. Trying to explain my work generally results in me drawing lots of pictures and people giving me puzzled expressions and backing away slowly. It's not so much that it's that difficult, it's just that it's entirely abstract.)